Dear diary, 

It was midnight and I snuck out of the dorm, I had figured that I wasn't normal. Earlier, instead of making a feather turn into a cat I made it into a tiger. Everyone screamed but it curled around me and menacingly roared at everyone. 

But the boys words floated round my head, you're such a burden, and I stole the key to the broomcupboard. I unlocked it and got one out, I mounted and flew it to the top of Hogwarts. 

The ground was far below, I leaned over the edge, unsure if I wanted to do this. One move, then all my misery would be over. But as I was about to jump a thought occured my mind. 

"Expecto pratronum," I whispered and blue light flew out of my wand. A huge, horrid dragon crawled out and I climbed on it. We flew over the grounds and I knew it was the right thing.